The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

A demon commander said: "You killed so many blood demon barbarians and avenged my star demon barbarians. You should be rewarded. There are ten star sands here, which can withstand weak water or strange winds for about a day. It is more than enough to protect yourself."

As he spoke, one of Yaoshuai's subordinates came over with a small leather bag and respectfully placed the star sand bag in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun still couldn't speak, so he nodded slightly as a thank you, and then glanced at the star sand in the bag.

Star sand is a small particle like silver, but brighter than silver. The starlight of a grain of star sand can resist weak water, wind and other forces for a period of time. Once the starlight disappears, it loses its power, but it is also a rare metal.

The people at the foot of the mountain didn't care about recovering from their injuries, and walked along the mountain road to Fang Yun.

After the disaster, everyone looked at each other and smiled.

Jia Jing'an bent down and saluted with his seriously injured body: "Thank you Fang Zhenguo for saving your life."

"Thank you for saving my life!" All the people thanked him together.

The big rabbit also stood up straight like a human being and bowed with his two front legs.

Fang Yun wanted to say no need to thank him for helping each other, but he couldn't speak and could only smile.

The candidates looked at each other, as if they were embarrassed to speak. Li Fanming coughed lightly and said, "When did you become a candidate for the Holy Examination?"

Fang Yun smiled helplessly, he was still speechless.

Li Fanming smiled and said: "Look at me, I actually forgot. The poison in your body has been cured? How? Yuqing, go and have a look."

Everyone was extremely curious. Yesterday, Fang Yun could be said to be dying. Today, not only was he detoxified, but he was also able to write war poems. It was really miraculous.

Xun Ye, who had been hiding in another cave, slowly walked over and secretly looked at Fang Yun, his expression full of uneasiness.

Hua Yuqing stretched out her hand to feel Fang Yun's pulse, and then said in surprise: "The poison has been completely cured! Fang Yun, what magic elixir did you take? It's incredible! Even if the poison was cured, I'm afraid someone else would still be unable to move. You're in good health. You are recovering quickly, and you may be cured by the time you leave the Holy Market."

"So miraculous? You said on the road that he was about to die from a strange poison, so you wouldn't join forces to lie to us, right?" A new Juren said half-jokingly.

"It's absolutely true! Look at him, he can't speak yet. I've been studying medicine for many years and I don't understand what's going on at all. Did the star demon save him?"

Everyone looked towards Niu Shan.

Niushan thought they were praising him for taking care of Fang Yun, so he immediately straightened up and became even more proud.

"It seems to be true, Fang Yun is really lucky. This bag seems to be star sand, right? Well, there are many moons, but it is different. He is the Moon Emperor, and he is detoxifying, and he also gives star sand."

Many people were amazed, but those star monsters couldn't understand the human race's words, and no one refuted it.

Fang Yun secretly laughed. He didn't expect that they would misunderstand. This way Wenqu Xingzhao would not be exposed, which was a good thing. If the demon world knew about it, the demon saint would definitely be alarmed.

Han Shoulu said: "Fang Yun, can you let us read that war poem?"

Fang Yun signaled Niushan to hand over the pen, and then rewrote the poem without consuming his talent. However, his normal writing was too slow, so he had to use some of his energy to write at a very normal speed.

Han Shoulu couldn't wait to pick up the poem written by Fang Yun and read softly: "Lying in a lonely village, I don't feel sorry for myself, but I still think about guarding the turret for the country. I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream! What a poem! Fang Zhenguo He is indeed a dragon among men. Even if he is poisoned, he still has high fighting spirit. If he had no fighting spirit in his heart, it would be impossible to write this poem. "

Li Fanming frowned slightly and said: "Fang Yun, there is nothing wrong with this poem itself. It writes that you are weak and lying in bed, thinking about guarding the human border, and then you hear the wind and rain outside, and half asleep, you dream of the cavalry fighting bravely. According to my Judging from the power of this war poem, you are just a little short of making this poem a poetic soul. Thinking about it now, it is really a pity. But there is no way the other three holy clan monsters can escape."

Fang Yun nodded slightly, thinking that he was still too affected by his body and could not write the soul of poetry like "Arrow in the Stone". If he could write the soul of poetry, the power of this war poem would be even more powerful. If it were written again, If he further summons the saints, he doesn’t know which one will be summoned with a power close to that of the Xusheng.

"Has the title of this poem been chosen yet?" one person asked.

Fang Yun thought for a while and found that Lu You's original poem title "Wind and Rain on November 4th" was obviously not suitable. After thinking about it, he wrote "Wind and Rain Dream War" on the paper, and then wrote another sentence on the paper.

"If I see the Wolfman Holy Son again, I will kill him with my pen!"

"What a spirit! If you have this intention, "The Battle of Storms and Dreams" will surely have the same poetic soul as Duke Jianmei's "Poems of Storms and Swords"!"

Everyone said yes.

"If you can go one step further, I don't know which person will be summoned who is equivalent to a virtual saint. If you have holy blood, you can directly surpass the summoning of saints and form a holy soul. It is a pity that the human race has only focused on poetry and poetry in recent years. The five realms have not been fully formulated. The first realm is ordinary war poetry, the second realm is poetry soul, the third realm is summoning saints, and the fourth realm is holy soul. No one has reached the fifth realm yet. I don’t know who in the human race can become the fifth realm. Create a new era for humanity.”

"A great scholar guessed that war poems can only be sublimated to the five realms on the basis of the original Baoguang. Other people's war poems can only be written to the fourth realm at most."

"It's very possible. If someone really writes a poem about the Five Realms War, it will definitely make an immeasurable contribution to our human race."

"Naturally, as long as one person reaches the five realms and breaks the natural barriers of the five realms, then just like the Tao of music, painting, calligraphy, etc., it will be easier for other people in the human race to break through the realm in war poetry. Even if they write other people's war poetry, it is possible to reach that level. Five realms.”

"Fang Yun, I hope you can write the first Five Realm War poem! If you can do it, I will immediately change my family and worship you as my mentor!" Li Fanming said with a smile.

Everyone laughed.

Jia Jing'an said: "Fang Yun, before entering the Holy Ruins, you taught Cijun the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", and you can be regarded as his teacher to solve his doubts. This Holy Ruins is extremely dangerous, and I also want to learn this ancient song as soon as possible. The poem "War in Storm and Dream", okay?"

The few Juren look solemn. Not everyone has the broad-mindedness of the Ci Master. They don't mind taking a person with a literary degree far lower than themselves as their teacher. Going to the holy temple to learn Fang Yun's war poems is nothing. I learned from the sages, but as a scholar, I still feel a little uncomfortable when I call Fang Yun my teacher to learn war poetry.

However, the person who feels most awkward now is not these Juren, but Xun Ye who has been hiding.

Xun Ye looked at Fang Yun with mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't expect that Fang Yun had not only been detoxified, but also resurrected, turned a piece of waste paper into a holy page, and wrote a war poem that almost became the soul of a poem. .

If there is no grudge between the two, Xun Ye will definitely learn this war poem that can use weak water immediately. This is simply a god in the holy ruins. If more than ten people use this war poem at the same time, the Wolf Man Saint The son will be disabled even if he is not dead. Xun Ye remembered the previous scene where he insulted Fang Yun and called him a piece of paper. His lips moved, but he didn't speak in the end.

Li Fanming said: "It may take several months for ordinary people to learn war poems, but after all, we are the only people in a million who can learn it in a few days. However, it will take a certain amount of time to exert 100% of the power. The key to this poem is You can borrow the power of weak water. Even if it doesn't rain, as long as there is a swamp river nearby, it will be powerful enough!"

Everyone nodded together. As long as they learned this poem, it was much better to cooperate with Ruo Shui than other poems about raising people. Some of the people who were awkward in their hearts had already figured it out.

Fang Yun nodded slightly.

So nineteen people bowed together and said in unison: "Students pay homage to Master Fang."

Fang Yun nodded again and recognized these nineteen people. These nineteen people can learn and use this war poem. Once they use this poem to attack Fang Yun, they will inevitably be killed by the power of the war poem.

"Cuckoo, coo, coo..." I saw the big rabbit bowing in a decent manner, and also wanted to learn to write war poems.

Li Fanming helplessly kicked it lightly and said, "Be honest!"

The rabbit glanced sideways at Li Fanming, jumped to Fang Yun's side, and beat Fang Yun's legs with his two paws.

"You bastard!" Li Fanming said with a helpless smile.

Everyone looked at the rabbit and laughed, while Xun Ye slowly left with regret. After walking a few steps, he heard Han Shoulu's words.

"Someone doesn't know why I am willing to give you our "Secret Records of the Holy Ruins" to read. I think he should know it now." Han Shoulu's words were not filled with gloating at all, but full of regret.

Jia Jing'an said: "The Han family gave the "Secret Records of the Holy Ruins" to Brother Shou Lu just so that he could leave the Holy Ruins safely. If the "Secret Records of the Holy Ruins" could be exchanged for Brother Shou Lu's life, the Han family would not hesitate. Don’t hesitate to agree. It’s a pity that some people have ignored the most essential things for their own selfish desires, and now they have no shame in learning "Feng Yu Meng Zhan"."

Jia Jing'an hated Xun Ye's shamelessness back then. He couldn't say anything more when Fang Yun was seriously ill. Now that Fang Yun was about to recover, he didn't care about it anymore.

Xun Ye originally wanted to leave secretly, but he didn't expect that Jia Jing'an would humiliate him so much. What's more, there are nineteen people here. Once word spread, he would lose his face.

Xun Ye said bitterly: "You were also optimistic about Fang Lun that day, weren't you almost poisoned by the evil king? The days of this holy ruins are still long, and a war poem without even the soul of poetry may not be able to become popular! Don't worry, I won't I will harm Fang Yun by following Mr. Xi, but I want to see how crazy he gets! When the day comes when he walks out of the Holy Ruins, if Fang Yun does something earth-shattering, I will also apologize and admit my mistake like Shi Jun."

Li Fanming said coldly: "If Fang Yun was poisoned, Shijun would never insult him like you did. Are you worthy of mentioning him? Besides, who said you can walk out of the Holy Ruins? You are much crazier than Fang Yun!" "

"You..." Xun Ye wanted to curse, but he knew that he was wrong and the more he spoke, the more he would be laughed at, so he simply walked away.

The newcomer asked softly: "What's going on? Isn't he the one from the Xun family?"

So Li Fanming explained what happened in detail. Now that Fang Yun was recovering from his illness, he didn't need to worry about Fang Yun being angry.

"Bastard thing!"

"I have met his uncle Xun Tianling. Although this man is not very talented and is only a Jinshi when he is over forty, he is loyal and faithful. He has been guarding Liangjie Mountain for twenty years. He even took the imperial examination in Liangjie Mountain. Everyone who came back from Liangjie Mountain praised him for his unparalleled benevolence and righteousness, but also regretted that he was not as talented as Xun Ye."